The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 446: Cause and Effect, Bronze Mirror Points the Way

The result is the result, this unique skill can be ranked before the Flower-Picking Finger Technique and the Vajra King Technique, which shows how respected its status is.

Both Gesang and Tianzun practiced this technique.

Zhang Jiuyang stared at the stone wall, his eyes even a little dazed. The words and patterns seemed to come alive, turning into colorful lines, exuding an indescribable Zen spirit.

Is this... cause and effect?
"If you want to know the cause of your previous life, look at the result you are experiencing in this life. If you want to know the result of your next life, look at the cause you are doing in this life. There are true and false causes and effects. All living beings should carefully distinguish them. False scriptures seek gold and silver, while true scriptures serve the people's livelihood."

"Good men and women, look carefully and listen to the Three-Life Karma Sutra..."

Zhang Jiuyang was pondering those mantras in his mind, and the golden elixir was flowing, turning into a trace of pure Buddha power, pouring into his eyes, making his eyes unusually cool.

He looked at Yue Ling and found that the causal line between the two was tightly entangled and very strong, and was transforming into a red line that symbolized marriage.

The causal line connecting Tongji and himself is relatively faint, an ordinary white line, symbolizing an ordinary friend.

However, there is a black line on Tongji's body connecting him to Yue Ling, symbolizing hostility and competition. This is not difficult to understand. As the descendants of the Ming King's Law, the two will have a battle sooner or later.

He was moved. This method of reversing cause and effect was indeed magical. He only tried to practice it superficially, but he actually saw the thread of cause and effect.

"Amitabha, both of you, have any of you seen the method of reversing the cause and effect?"

At this moment, the three of them had already walked through the tunnel. There was a corner ahead. Tongji stopped and suddenly asked.

Seeing Zhang Jiuyang and Yue Ling both shaking their heads, he sighed softly, feeling a little disappointed.

He didn't expect that he would not have the chance to practice the unique skills created by Master Baiyun, and he couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

"What is collected here should be the 72 unique skills of my Baiyun Temple. The founder has put a lot of effort into gathering the unique skills here."

"Seventy-two unique skills? Doesn't your Baiyun Temple claim to have one hundred and eight unique skills?"

Zhang Jiuyang was a little puzzled. He thought there were a total of 108 unique skills on the stone wall, but he only saw 72.

I didn’t expect there were only seventy-two kinds in total.

"Amitabha, Master Zhang, you don't know that when our Baiyun Temple was first established, there were only seventy-two unique skills. The extra thirty-six were created by monks in later generations, not by Master Baiyun."

Yue Ling exclaimed: "Master Baiyun is really amazing!"

He created 72 unique skills in succession and laid the foundation of Zen Buddhism on his own. He is truly a peerless figure who can be compared with the Saint of Painting and the Immortal Master Guiguzi in ancient times.

Tongji sighed, "It is recorded in the Buddhist scriptures that Patriarch Baiyun realized Zen Buddhism when he saw the Buddha smiling at a flower. He secluded himself for 27 years and realized 72 unique skills. His mind was exhausted and he passed away not long after."

"The founder has devoted all his energy and efforts to Zen Buddhism. We all admire him!"

Zhang Jiuyang coughed and asked, "Master Tongji, do you think...will anyone be able to see all seventy-two unique skills after entering the holy land?"

Tongji shook his head and laughed, "How is that possible, unless that person is the reincarnation of the ancestor, or the future Buddha."

Zhang Jiuyang: “…”

"In fact, it would be great if someone could really master all 72 unique skills. Before his death, Patriarch Baiyun left a prophecy that when all 72 unique skills are practiced together, Buddhism will flourish."

There was a glimmer of longing in Tongji's eyes.

It was also because of this prophecy that for thousands of years, the monks in the temple have been trying to practice more unique skills, but without exception they have failed.

Even the brilliant and talented monk Prajna only practiced twenty-seven unique skills, which was the highest record in the history of Baiyun Temple.

"We have been delayed for too long. Let's go and see what is hidden in the deepest part of this holy land."

Yue Ling walked in first, and after turning the corner, there was suddenly no sound.

Zhang Jiuyang became anxious and hurried to catch up. His vision blurred again and he appeared in an unfamiliar place. There were dark tunnels on all sides and he was the only one there.

At the same time, a sense of crisis came over me, as if there were countless traps hidden here, full of dangers.

He did not act rashly, but stood there and shouted loudly.

“Yue Ling!!”

The voice echoed in the dark tunnel, but there was no response.

Zhang Jiuyang frowned and took a light step forward.

On the wall, figures suddenly appeared and slowly walked out to surround Zhang Jiuyang. Their skin was bronze, as if they were the eighteen bronze men in the legend.

They didn't say anything and just started fighting.

One of them had his eyes wide open, made the fearless lion seal with his hands, and roared to slay demons, shaking the surrounding walls.

Leimen Lion Roar Technique!
The other person stretched out his hand and formed it into a claw. A dragon shadow appeared behind him, making dragon roars and grabbing towards Zhang Jiuyang.

Eighteen Dragon Claw Postures!
Another person swung his cassock, which became extremely huge and emitted a powerful suction force, trying to take Zhang Jiuyang in.

The magic of cassock!
In an instant, the attack came like a storm.

Each bronze man displayed the unique skills just shown on the stone wall. Their power was quite extraordinary and their cultivation should not be underestimated.

Zhang Jiuyang snorted coldly, and his body was illuminated by golden and silver lights, exuding an eternal aura. He was like a thousand-foot-high mountain, motionless under the suction of the cassock.

The lion's roar was like thunder, making his long black hair dance wildly, but his eyes were as sharp as a sword, without any ripples.

As for the so-called Eighteen Dragon Claws...

Zhang Jiuyang directly used the innate energy to grab the bronze man like a giant hand of a god, and then squeezed it hard.

There was only a creaking sound, as if gold and iron were being crushed and rubbed, which was chilling.

When Zhang Jiuyang withdrew his spell, a lump of iron fell to the ground, full of holes and completely devoid of any human shape. It was actually flattened by him.

With his current level of skills and abilities, there aren't many places in this world where he can stay.

The bronze men's attack just now was swift and fierce, and they coordinated well. They also used the unique skills of Baiyun Temple. If it were any other person in the five realms, they would be injured even if they didn't die. Only Zhang Jiuyang could break it so easily.

It's sizzling!

He even tore the cassock into pieces with his magical powers, and then smashed the bronze man who tried to rush up to him into pieces with one punch.

The bronze man who roared like a lion had already fallen down, holding his neck, and his head was chopped off by the Evil-Slaying Sword.

Copper head and iron forehead?

Under the sword of slaying evil, there is not much difference between him and a mortal body.

In just a few breaths, the bodies of three bronze men were lying on the ground, and then slowly disappeared.

Zhang Jiuyang was not arrogant. He pointed his sword and the Evil-Slaying Sword automatically flew back, circling around his body. The golden sword energy was like a ray of divine light, completely illuminating the surroundings.

He continued to walk forward, opening his third eye and looking around.
He soon discovered that even his Sky Eye was greatly restricted here, and his vision could not even penetrate the walls, let alone see into the distance.

It was as if a powerful and mysterious force suppressed his third eye.

After walking a few steps, expressionless bronze men jumped out from the surrounding stone walls again. This time there were more of them, a total of six!

They still didn't say anything, but rushed towards Zhang Jiuyang, each using their own magical powers, all of which were one of the seventy-two unique skills.

Zhang Jiuyang frowned, pointed his finger, and the Evil-Slaying Sword attacked again.

After a few breaths, these bronze men fell down again. Some were cut into pieces by the Xie-Zhan Sword, while others were burned into charcoal by the Yushu Heavenly Fire.

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes became more serious, because these bronze men seemed to have higher magical powers than before, and they were more proficient in the use of special skills.

In this way, he killed wave after wave.

After killing all the bronze men for the fifth time, Zhang Jiuyang was already breathing slightly and had consumed about 30% of his magic power.

However, these bronze men seemed to appear in endless numbers and became stronger and stronger.

After walking a few steps, he encountered the sixth wave.

This time, the number of bronze men is as high as twelve, and each of them has reached the peak of the fifth realm, and some are even proficient in two unique Zen skills.

It is no exaggeration to say that this force can easily destroy a small country.

"kill!!"

Zhang Jiuyang roared angrily, his hair fell down, and transformed into external incarnations, and took the initiative to kill the bronze men.

More people than him? He, Yuding Palace, has never been afraid!

There was another round of fighting. Even with Zhang Jiuyang's cultivation level, it took him a full quarter of an hour to defeat all twelve bronze men.

This time he tried to chop off the bronze men's hands and feet without killing them, to see if he could prevent them from appearing again.

But to his disappointment, the bronze men with chopped off hands and feet soon disappeared automatically, and then new bronze men jumped out of the wall.

A full fifteen!
Among them there is one who has entered the sixth realm and mastered the three unique skills!

This time, even Zhang Jiuyang felt the pressure. If this continued, he would probably die here.

When they fought again, Zhang Jiuyang no longer attacked this time. Instead, he focused on defense and dodging, trying to delay time and recover his magic power.

Otherwise, even if he wins this wave, he will die in the next wave or the next wave.

Facts have proved that the method of delay is effective, but it is ultimately a delaying tactic. Zhang Jiuyang fought while moving forward, and his progress was very slow.

He also tried to hide by using escape techniques or to leave through the wall, but the rules here seemed to have some kind of restrictions, and he could not use his escape techniques. As for the walls, they were so strong that they were difficult to destroy.

Even the sharp edge of the Evil-Slaying Sword could only leave a shallow sword mark on the stone wall, which would then quickly recover.

As the fight progressed, his mana was severely depleted, and what was even more despairing was that he found that the number of bronze men was still slowly increasing.

Never mind, let’s win this battle first!
Zhang Jiuyang's eyes showed a ruthless look, full of murderous intent. He no longer held back, all his fighting power exploded, and the powerful aura made his Taoist robe flutter.

Boom!

His palm flashed with lightning, and he gently tapped a bronze man on the head. There was a loud thundering sound, and the bronze man crashed into the stone wall. His body was already charred black, especially on his head, where there was a deep palm print.

The bronze man of the Sixth Realm took the opportunity to attack, using the Vajra Bodhi Power and the Demon-Subduing Fire Pestle. He was mighty and blazing, like an arhat descending to the world.

Relying on his immortal golden body and the golden shield of Jade Tripod Palace, Zhang Jiuyang forcibly endured the blow of his demon-subduing pestle. His body only shook slightly and he did not take a single step back.

He raised his eyes, with yin and yang energies flowing in them, and a raging flame burning in his third eye, like the sun.

"court death."

Boom!

His body made crackling sounds and rose several feet higher like a giant spirit. Then he punched at the sixth-level bronze man. Relying on his extremely powerful defense, he ignored the attacks of all other bronze men.

Capture the thief first and capture the king!
……

Half an hour later, the originally spacious tunnel was in ruins, with the corpses of bronze men scattered all over the ground, especially the bronze man in the sixth realm. There was hardly a single good spot on his body, as it was covered with terrible fist marks.

Zhang Jiuyang's black hair fluttered in the wind, and his whole body was shining with golden light, except for some parts of his body that were a little dim. The protective golden lamp on his head was a little shaky, but still dazzling.

He slowly loosened his fists, and the furnace-like qi and blood transformed into white mist, flying out from the pores of his limbs and bones, and the 365 major acupuncture points on his body shone like stars.

Taoist subdues the white tiger!
In order to reduce the consumption of mana, he used spells as little as possible and fought his way out relying on his extremely strong physique. Even the bronze man of the sixth realm was killed by him with his fists.

As for the weaker bronze men, most of them fell under the blade of the Evil-Slaying Sword. Drops of golden Buddha's blood dripped from the sword, dyeing the ground into a golden color.

With one man and one sword, he killed through the sixth wave of bronze men with absolute advantage.

But Zhang Jiuyang knew that the danger was not over, but was intensifying.

He took out the purple gold gourd from his waist, ready to escape into the world inside the gourd to hide and recover his magic power and physical strength.

Otherwise, if this goes on, he will eventually die here even if he tries hard.

Who knows what these bronze men are all about?

On the ground, the bodies of the bronze men gradually disappeared, while on the stone wall, blurry figures began to appear.

Clang!
The Sword of Slaying Evil made clanging sounds, giving Zhang Jiuyang a warning.

The seventh wave of bronze men is about to come out. There will be more of them and they will be stronger. Through the stone wall, Zhang Jiuyang can feel the aura of three people in the sixth realm.

He had a feeling that even if he could win, it would be extremely tragic and he might even suffer serious injuries.

Zhang Jiuyang no longer hesitated and prepared to hide in the gourd first, but at this moment, he felt a heat in his chest and an unusual fluctuation of magic power.

He was slightly stunned, then reached out to take out the hot object and found that it was the bronze mirror.

It was with the reminder of this bronze mirror that Yue Ling discovered the clue that the abbot died of misleading cause and effect, and thus identified the murderer as Tianzun.

At that time, Zhang Jiuyang asked for this bronze mirror because he was worried that the mirror was strange and he could not see the clues, and he was afraid that it would hurt Yue Ling.

At this moment, the bronze mirror indeed showed abnormality again.

The words on the mirror slowly disappeared, as if wiped away by an invisible hand, and then a new line of words was written.

"Stop hitting me."

"Next, I'll tell you how to go. Go forward twelve steps, turn left, and walk four steps. You can go through the wall..."

(End of this chapter)